From the recording Simple Love, Simple Life

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Pete Silva is a singer/songwriter/poet from South County, Rhode Island.

Lyrics

Simple Love, Simple Life – Pete Silva - Copyright 2020

You and me driving through the heat
Past the mills of the American Dream
Tenements and three-cent stamps
When Jersey Joe was the heavyweight champ
You and me dreaming of a modern life
I’ll be your husband, and you’ll be my wife
That’s the way it seems it oughta be
Simple Love, Simple Life

You and me bought a brand new house
First one they built there in Levittown
The lawyer, the banker, the wishing well
There's six roads to heaven, but eight roads to hell
You and me searching for that lode
Stopping short three feet from gold
Love ain’t fair when it’s empty squared
Simple Life, Simple Love

Simple Love, Simple Life
Now I’m you’re husband and you’re my wife
That’s the way they said it oughta be
Complicated, this American Dream

Simple Life, Simple Love
That’s really all we ever dreamed of
Wish I may, wish I might
Simple Love, Simple Life

Simple Life, Simple Love
That’s really all we ever dreamed of
Wish I may, wish I might
Simple Love, Simple Life